Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 822: The Story of Ling and Heng (85)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

When the door of the ward opened, the first person who came into the door was a pretty girl who was strange to Feng Ling. She glanced at the girl coming in and then saw Qin Shuke who walked in behind her.

"Aunt, I just met Cousin Mingzhu downstairs in the hospital. She knew that you were angry with her again. She was worried about you and specially came to see you, so please don't be angry with her." Qin Shuke winked at Feng Ling and then turned to look at Mrs. Feng whose face darkened instantly.

So this was Feng Mingzhu, Mrs. Feng's daughter? Boss Li 's fiancee?

Feng Ling's eyes met those of Feng Mingzhu who came into the door. Feng Mingzhu just looked at her indifferently, gave her a polite smile, and then passed by her. Feng Ling could obviously smell the faint, noble fragrance of perfume in Feng Mingzhu when she passed by her, which smelled very good and was a very elegant fragrance that made people feel unattainable.

"Mom, I didn't mean to upset you, but since marriage is a big event in one's life and the marriage agreement was made a long time ago. It's normal for me to feel unhappy when I was suddenly told that it would be canceled." Feng Mingzhu walked up to Qin Qiu, sat next to her, wrapped her arms around Qin Qiu's, and rested her chin on her shoulder, saying softly and prettily, "Please don't be mad at me. I finally met a man who I really liked, so I really don't want to give up on him. Please talk to the old men of the Li family and persuade them not to cancel the marriage agreement, Okay…."

Qin Qiu didn't like to talk about family matters in front of outsiders. Although she had some strange feelings about Feng Ling, she didn't want to say anything about the annulment of the engagement with the Li family, so she just stared secretly at her daughter sitting next to her. "You came here not because you're worried about me, but because you're afraid that I am standing on the same line with your father and grandpa and agree to annul the engagement?"

Feng Mingzhu was a little helpless. "Mom, let me make it straight, Okay? I won't annul the engagement. No one can stop me from marrying Li Nanheng."

"You…"

"Oh, Mingzhu, you'd better talk about this matter with Aunt at home. My little brother Feng Ling is here. He works for Mr. Li. Aren't you afraid that what you said would be known by Mr. Li?" Qin Shuke giggled and went up to Feng Ling, saying, "Right, Brother Feng Ling?"

Feng Ling was speechless. "…I will not circulate anything, but it is better to talk about personal affairs at home. After all, I am an outsider, let alone that this is a hospital ward."

"Exactly. Cousin Mingzhu, even if you're eager to get married, you can't just tell anyone you meet that you have to marry Li Nanheng. Little Brother Feng Ling will be embarrassed if he sees his boss again~"

Feng Ling: "…"

How could she know that Boss Li actually had this kind of romance? Now, she was already embarrassed!

Qin Qiu sighed. Apparently, she didn't want to let Feng Mingzhu continue to be capricious like this, so she said helplessly, "Let's not talk about this for now. Here is the hospital. Behave yourself. You're too spoiled. Your father and grandfather made this decision for your good."

Then Qin Qiu lowered her voice and said, "Even if you marry Li Nanheng, if he doesn't like you, what kind of life awaits you? What we want to see is that you can live in happiness, not blindly chasing a man who doesn't love you and wasting your life, understood?"

Feng Mingzhu looked calm, but it was not difficult to see that she was a very stubborn person. She said firmly, "But the Li family would rather let Li Nanheng marry my sister who had died than let him marry me. Aren't they insulting me blatantly? Why should I let them insult me? The more they behave like this, the more I'm determined to marry Li Nanheng."

"You darn girl, how can you be so stupid?" Qin Qiu's face darkened. "They said they wanted to let Li Nanheng marry your sister's clothing mound so as to keep the engagement. In this way, firstly, they can fulfill the marriage agreement, and secondly, you are free to marry a man who can really bring you happiness. It's very thoughtful of them. Besides, they have also asked our opinion very politely. Why do you have to think so extremely?"

"I'm not thinking extremely. They would rather let Li Nanheng marry a dead person than let him marry a living one. I can't tolerate this." Being exasperated, Feng Mingzhu lost her elegant manner. She said tartly, "I have to let them know that I am not a pushover."

Qin Qiu immediately glared fiercely at her. "What are you talking about?"

Feng Mingzhu paused and then realized that she had said something that she shouldn't say and touched her mother's sore spot. She immediately withdrew her hands from Qin Qiu's arm and dared not say another word although she still looked angry.

Her sister had died in the sea before her first birthday, but no one was even allowed to mention her death for all these years.

Feng Ling's eyes fell on the faces of the mother and daughter who seemed to be quite unhappy.

Although Qin Qiu had lowered her voice, her natural acuity and her very sensitive ears she had trained in her childhood allowed her to hear their conversations clearly.

Li Nanheng would rather marry a clothing mound? A dead person?

Did she hear it wrong or did the lady of the Feng family say it wrong?

"Little Brother Feng Ling."…At this time, Qin Shuke whispered to her, "Don't be surprised. This is the way my cousin and my aunt usually talk. My aunt is strict about my cousin, but my cousin grew up under pressure from the family and is a bit rebellious, so the two will end up like this whenever they talk about anything. Although it seems that they are mad at each other, my aunt only has this daughter, so she actually loves her very much…"

Feng Ling paused. Although she knew that it had nothing to do with her and she should not meddle in others' affairs, a question suddenly popped up in her mind.

She turned to Qin Shuke, who had always been around her, and asked in a low voice, "Does she only have this daughter? But why did I hear Mrs. Feng mentioned her second daughter just now?"

Qin Shuke almost put her lips to Feng Ling's ear, whispered to her, and retreated after Feng Ling nodded, and then she chuckled and said, "Little brother Feng Ling, what brand of shower gel do you use? Why do I feel you're even more fragrant than me?"

Realizing that he and Ms. Qin seemed to be standing too close, Feng Ling pulled her arm out of her hand and took a step back.